King's Feast

Reiji Munakata stood in front of the window of the director's office, silently looking at the members of the youth group who were training downstairs.Hundreds of handsome young men in blue uniforms practiced swordsmanship in the spacious yard, shouting loudly and full of fighting spirit.

In the past, this scene was rare in the headquarters of Scepter4. The members of the youth group should be patrolling the streets at this time, or stick to their respective posts.

But now, because of the agreement reached between the green team and the city/government/official/party, all members of Scepter4 have become wanted/wanted/criminals, lost their orthodox status, and can no longer manage Academy Island City.

Although some members of the youth group tentatively suggested to Reisi Munakata to directly seize the power of the city/government/official/party, but he sternly rejected it.

'I am waiting for the youth group, it is order.Since you are the person who manages the order, you must first follow the order! '

On that day, Munakata Reiji's anger left a deep impression on the members of the youth team. No one dared to bring up similar topics. They just devoted themselves to training more actively, turning their anger towards the green team into motivation for training. What are they looking forward to? One day, he stepped onto the battlefield again and fought with the green group in a dignified manner.

"Knock knock."

The door was knocked.

Munakata Reiji didn't reply: "Go in."

The door was pushed open, and the person who came came stepped lightly, and his combat boots stepped on the wooden floor, making a little asymmetrical sound while walking.

Zenjo stood upright resolutely, didn't ask Munakata why Reisi called him here, didn't speak, just stood there like a sculpture without emotion.

"Mr. Zenjo, in your opinion, how are the members of Scepter 4 doing?" After watching the training scene of the members of the youth group for a while, Munakata Reiji turned his head with a smile, and looked at Zenjo Gangyi.

Shanjo's resolute tone did not fluctuate: "Not bad."

Munakata Reisi was already accustomed to his attitude. He pointed to the tatami mat in the office and took a seat first: "Don't be so restrained, sit down, Mr. Zenjo. Since the death of Jusuka Tara, this is the first time Scepter4 has such an attitude." This rare rest time is just right for me to ask my husband to guide their swordsmanship after a long absence. I can also have time to sit down and chat with my husband."

Because of the lack of an arm, Zenjo moved a little slowly and sat down opposite Reisi Munakata. His back was straight and his expression was serious. He didn't look like he was willing to chat.

Reisi Munakata took the tea set from the side without paying much attention, and started to make tea slowly, without any sign of anxiety that the young group was at a disadvantage.

"Mr. Zenjo has been coming to Scepter4 for many years. I have heard about his name and deeds since I just became the king, and before I met that majesty. It is precisely because of this that I must invite you to come no matter what. , to teach swordsmanship to Scepter4."

Shantiao resolutely snorted softly: "If killing kings is considered a good reputation, then it's really strange."

Munakata Reishi placed a cup of brewed tea gently in front of Shanjo Gangyi: "The day the former Red King Zhou Fangzun fell into the sword, I wanted to understand one thing. Sir, do you know what I understand?"

"I heard that before I invited you to Scepter4, Shangguan Wan'er, a courtier of His Majesty, had a long talk with him and became a confidant?" Reisi Munakata chuckled, "Then you must know that His Majesty's history and Legend, I also know that Shangguan Wan'er's experience is somewhat similar to yours."

Hearing Shangguan Wan'er's name, Shantiao's big hands resting on his knees trembled slightly: "Shangguan and I are just poor people who lost the king they followed..."

Munakata Reisi shook his head lightly: "The moment Zhou Fangzun fell into the sword, I thought I hadn't caught up. The tragedy many years ago would happen again in the city I guarded. Sir, I should kill him without hesitation. Zhou Fangzun was right—just like you killed your predecessor Qing Wang Yu Xunzhang without hesitation. But, I didn't even have this chance."

"However, when I was desperate, I found that all the possibility of tragedy had been stifled by that Empress."

As if remembering something, Reiji Munakata smiled and shook his head: "When I asked after him, Her Majesty the Empress answered my doubts - she removed all false appearances, leaving only the true essence. No matter Zhou Fangzun How powerful the power is, and how violent the Weitzman value is irreparable. Under the power of Her Majesty the Empress, it turned into the only reality."

"—Sword of Damocles."

Zenjo looked at him resolutely and indifferently, not understanding what he was talking about.

Munakata Reisi continued: "It's not the king's sword of the king, but an allusion purely as a warning. The sword that hangs above the head forever, does not know when the fear of beheading will fall, so it moves forward cautiously."

He laughed lowly: "It's ridiculous, isn't it, sir. The king of green must have never imagined that no matter how powerful he and us kings are, in the eyes of that majesty, they are just one False appearance."

"But it is also because of this that I can clearly understand." Munakata Reiji looked at Yoshijo's resoluteness with a serious expression: "The king needs safety devices. To put it more bluntly, when the power of the king is out of control, There needs to be someone who can stop the tragedy in time."

"Ten bundles of Duoduoliang are for Zhou Fangzun, Panzhou Tianji is for Bishuiliu, you are for Yu Zhangxun, that Majesty is for Shangguan Wan'er... I think, I must also need the same."

Shanjo's resolute expression was indifferent: "How about I help you be more straightforward-do you want me to kill you?"

Munakata Reiji was silent for a moment, then smiled: "Then please sir."

Zenjo resolutely picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, then got up silently, and walked towards the gate under the gaze of Munakata Reishi.Just when he opened the door and was about to leave, he turned back calmly: "I am already in the hell of pain and remorse. My king is dead, and he died by my sword. This is a sin that I cannot justify even if I die."

"As for you..." He smiled briefly: "Isn't there also Deputy Director Seri Awashima?"

After all, Shanjo resolutely left without looking back.

Munakata Reishi shook his head and chuckled. He was about to pick up his teacup when he heard a "bang!", and the door was pushed open and hit the wall before rebounding.

He followed the sound, and saw Seri Awashima standing at the door with a dark complexion and drooping head, holding the door with one hand, while slowly raising his head, he gave him a twisted smile.

"Office Chief--"

Munakata Reishi: "..."

Oh, I heard you.

He barely swallowed the tea, coughed twice to clear his throat: "Awashima, I have to make preparations in advance."

"My Weitzman value, you are very clear. Since the shot of Panzhou Tianji, the balance that was barely maintained has been completely broken. Whether it is our original method or the power of that majesty, we can only Suppress and not allow it to return to its original range."

Reiji Munakata's tone was calm, as if he was not talking about himself: "Combined with the current situation, it is impossible for me not to use my strength. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the sword falls."

Following Munakata Reiji's words, the originally angry Awashima Seri gradually relaxed her expression. She looked at Munakata Reiji with sad eyes and said, "Director..."

"Deputy head? What are you doing here?"

Seri Awashima was about to say something when he heard Fushimi Saruhiko's voice coming from behind him.She swallowed her remaining words, turned sideways to make room for Fushimi Saruhiko to enter.

Fushimi Saruhiko looked at the two of them strangely, and an overly bold guess came to his mind.But because there were more urgent matters, he didn't pursue it in detail.

"Director, you told us to stay in the headquarters and not to go out. But look at this." He turned the computer to Munakata Reiji and pressed the play button: "Tsk tsk tsk, that empress is really a courageous woman." Man, seeing it makes my blood boil."

In the video, it is the scene of Wu Zhao beating the members of the green group on the street.

Munakata Reisi's eyes widened slightly: "Your Majesty!"

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Wu Zhao didn't hide her thoughts about what she just did.

Her whereabouts and deeds were quickly uploaded to the Jungle website, and a huge number of visits accumulated in just a few minutes. Most of the members of the green team in the city clearly saw how Wu Zhao retaliated against the green helmet rider. Weapon/weapon and completely killed.

And the most obvious feedback of this incident is that when Wu Zhao continued to move towards her destination, many pedestrians on the street walked around her silently, and no one dared to rush forward to provoke her.

Noticing this, Wu Zhao sneered disdainfully: "Soldiers are all like this, so how can they expect to win the final victory. Compared with the flow of water, I really chose the best but also the worst way."

Turning around and turning into a remote alley, Wu Zhao stopped in front of an ordinary house and knocked on the door.

"Coming!" The woman responded enthusiastically, and then heard the sound of clogs stepping on the stone slab.

"Who is it?" The woman pushed open the door, and was startled when she saw Wu Zhao's aggressive beauty, she seemed a little cautious: "Miss, are you looking for the wrong person? Who are you looking for, I See if I recognize you."

Wu Zhao smiled gently and shook his head: "Mrs. Fujikawa, I'm here to find Mr. Fujikawa. I don't know, is he at home?"

The woman hesitated for a moment before answering: "My family, Fujikawa, when did I know such a character... the child's father! Someone is looking for it, hurry up!"

The man came out of the house in response.

Even if it was a rest day, the man still wore his shirt and trousers meticulously. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes made him look old, but those eyes were still bright.

The man who walked over with a smile stopped in place the moment he saw Wu Zhao, his eyes filled with fear.

Obviously, he knew Wu Zhao's identity.

Mrs. Fujikawa looked at her husband suspiciously, not understanding what happened.

Wu Zhao still raised his hand and greeted Fujikawa gently, as naturally as an old friend he hadn't seen for many years: "Section Chief Fujikawa, won't you invite me in for a while? Or, have you forgotten who I am?"

Fujikawa subconsciously glanced at his wife, hesitated for a moment, took out his wallet and handed it to his wife: "This lady is my friend at work, she is here to see me. Reiko, go to the shopping street to buy some good tea, come home The tea has run out, and there is no hospitality that can be offered."

Although Mrs. Fujikawa was puzzled, she still smiled and said goodbye to Wu Zhao and left.

Smiling and waving goodbye to Mrs. Fujikawa, Wu Zhao looked back expressionlessly.

"It seems that you are very clear about my identity, the city/government, logistics department, section chief Fujikawa."

Fujikawa smiled bitterly.

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